You were the Curtis brothers sister. Everybody kinda forgot about you, since the Greasers that hung around the house were all men.

But you had gotten close to one of them. And you never introduced him to them, for a reason. They didn't even know if he was in the gang or not.

Darry was dumbfounded, looking at Dallas who had a straight face. Both of the other boys had the same expression.

“Please don't be mad…” You squeaked out, a nervous smile plastered on.